East Side Orkhestra

Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy, nigga, hmm Huh, get off me, huh Ayy, FK, mm, uh Huh, ah, ayy, uh, nigga, nigga Walk him outta here Uh, crank that nigga up, walk him outta here, uh Nigga, get him outta here Huh, crank that nigga up, ayy Boy [Chorus] Your lil' sister gay as hell, she a carpet muncher, huh Met the ho last night, me and my bitch fucked her, huh Said she wanted to take a Perc', yeah, my bitch drugged her I knew it was about to happen soon as my bitch hugged her, huh Nah, enough of that, huh, I'm always fuckin' rats, huh Lil' hood pussy love when I be bomin' back, huh But I be focused on my mud, where my cup at? Huh This Sprite ain't dark enough, add another line, huh [Verse] Go that cappin'-ass nigga with another lie, huh There go that cappin'-ass nigga with another lie, huh With his lame-ass bitch, don't know nothin' right Still 'bout to fuck her, but this yerc' ain't got me nuttin' right Like, ayy, bitch, go'n eat the dick, take the cake, bitch But I ain't stayin', right back to the streets, take a break, bitch Huh, yeah, lover and a fighter, I like gun violence Huh, huh, real gang member, I keep blood by me Gang, huh, hit him in his shit, now it's blood by him, huh, huh Hit him in his dome, now it's blood on it Huh, keep somethin' on me We ain't doin' no shows at least it's one on me, unless it's one on me Huh, we don't trust security or the club owners Huh, make us fuck this bitch up, I'll put a dub on it Huh, it's a couple of 'em, huh, put a hundred on 'em Huh, rich-ass nigga off the East, I got money now Spray your car, you don't play it smart, pull a dummy out Huh, caught this bitch from my high school, a junkie now Huh, nigga used to be the man, he a flunky now Huh, nigga used to be a bully, I'll punk him now Huh, I ain't never got bullied, I'll punch you out Huh, I ain't never got bullied, woulda punched you out Still will, got the strap in Pontiac, no Ill Will Thrill pills, that's them RPs, make me windmill Pull up windchill when this AR hit your windshield Fleein' with Phil in the field, how I can't feel? Hit a nigga like Nick Perry, make it seem real Big ape, smack a bitch face, naw, I don't hit the hoes Big ape, you a disgrace, get you killed, though Huh, DM your grandma, tell that bitch she gon' get feeled on I just left her house, huh, that's why her strip gone Huh, she ain't gon' tell you the real reason why her hip gone Ayy, boy, your bitch fat, she ain't big boned Ayy, boy, if it's that, I'll put the blitz on it I ain't good at makin' diss songs, it be personal, huh I want the best for my niggas, I want the worst for them Huh, sign me up for that smoke, I'ma be the first to get 'em, huh The only reason I woke up just be to hurt a nigga, huh We got digits, we got hundreds, we got thirties with us Free kill, huh, clean kill for a dirty nigga Huh, I fucked his auntie 'cause the old bitch was flirtin' with me Huh, I got that cutter on me right now, do surgery with it Huh, pocket knife on my right pocket, I'll cut you with it Better teach a lil' nigga how to mind your motherfuckin' business I'll set a record in this bitch 'cause I don't fuck with Guinness I'll sip the Wocky in this bitch 'cause I don't fuck with Guinness Huh, you a lame with that shot, huh, Jeff McInnis Send him home bottom of the ninth, ain't no extra innings Huh, I don't never do too much with no extra bitches Huh, I was movin' weight during the race, I'ma flex the finish Huh, drop a nigga in front of his team, impress the benches Shoot whoever was seen, selective interest Huh, teach a nigga anything like I mess with Pinterest Nigga playin' both sides of the gate, I'ma shake the fences Nigga playin' both sides of the gate, I'ma shake the fences Then shoot him in his shit when he fall, huh Your brothers turnt, you ain't shit, Gelo Ball, huh, huh I just smoked a pussy nigga with my dog, huh He ain't leap, I shot his legs off the log (Yeah) Good aim, knocked the head off that frog, huh Huh, huh, fuck is you carryin'? Huh, nigga shoot that bitch funny, Shawn Marion Huh, huh, you be with the white people, Aryan Uh, you be with everybody, it's varyin' Coulda gave up when I had no help, but I ain't bury it I ain't Calvin Johnson, they gon' have to bury it See, I was ready for that shit you gotta endure in Detroit, huh Go through in Detroit, huh, hear that shit in my voice, mhm, duh [Chorus] Your lil' sister gay as hell, she a carpet muncher, huh Met the ho last night, me and my bitch fucked her, huh Said she wanted to take a Perc', yeah, my bitch drugged her I knew it was about to happen soon as my bitch hugged her, huh Nah, enough of that, huh, I'm always fuckin' rats, huh Lil' hood pussy love when I be bomin' back, huh But I be focused on my mud, where my cup at? Huh This Sprite ain't dark enough, add another line, huh